However excellent our words may be…

I came across this from Spurgeon today. 

“Deliver me from bloodguiltiness, O God, thou God of my salvation; and my tongue shall sing aloud of thy righteousness.” {#Ps 51:14}  

 

In this SOLEMN CONFESSION, it is pleasing to observe that David plainly names his sin. He does not call it manslaughter, nor speak of it as an imprudence by which an unfortunate accident occurred to a worthy man, but he calls it by its true name, bloodguiltiness. He did not actually kill the husband of Bathsheba; but still it was planned in David’s heart that Uriah should be slain, and he was before the Lord his murderer. Learn in confession to be honest with God. Do not give fair names to foul sins; call them what you will, they will smell no sweeter. What God sees them to be, that do you labour to feel them to be; and with all openness of heart acknowledge their real character. Observe, that David was evidently oppressed with the heinousness of his sin. It is easy to use words, but it is difficult to feel their meaning. The fifty first Psalm is the photograph of a contrite spirit. Let us seek after the like brokenness of heart; for however excellent our words may be, if our heart is not conscious of the hell deservingness of sin, we cannot expect to find forgiveness.

 

Our text has in it AN EARNEST PRAYER—it is addressed to the God of salvation. It is his prerogative to forgive; it is his very name and office to save those who seek his face. Better still, the text calls him the God of my salvation. Yes, blessed be his name, while I am yet going to him through Jesus’ blood, I can rejoice in the God of my salvation.

 

The psalmist ends with A COMMENDABLE VOW: if God will deliver him he will sing—nay, more, he will “sing aloud.” Who can sing in any other style of such a mercy as this! But note the subject of the song—”THY RIGHTEOUSNESS.” We must sing of the finished work of a precious Saviour; and he who knows most of forgiving love will sing the loudest.

“However excellent our words…” He was thinking of words we use in prayer to God. But how much more does this strike the heart of a preacher? We speak very excellent words Sunday to Sunday. And as I get ready again to speak tomorrow the words of Isaiah 66:2 come to mind:

Isaiah 66:2 But this is the one to whom I will look: he who is humble and contrite in spirit and trembles at my word.

If I know my sin and openly confess it to God then I will really tremble at His Word–in fear of Him, in awe of Him, in joy at His mercy and grace to me, in desire for Him. Think for a minute what sorrow over his sin engulfed David’s heart before he penned the words of Psalm 51:14? That sorrow should me mine and yours before we stand up and preach a very excellent Word. And then how sweet is the Righteousness of God! And as we savor His Righteousness in the hollow of a bruised and wounded heart we will find unction for preaching.